tiger teacher

The venue is large and luxurious, with a stage, a fountain and a revolving dance floor in the hall.In addition to the hall, there are many small rooms surrounded by transparent glass, which are divided into different colors, different styles and different decorations. Generally speaking, the designers and users here are quite tasteful people.

Wang Jian was sitting on the sofa in one of the compartments, drinking expensive soft drinks, eating elaborate pastries, and watching people entering the venue from outside the compartment. These people seemed to be attending a gathering of friends. Happy conversation, warm greeting.

From time to time, blond hot girls in bunny costumes come back and forth to add wine and food to these powerful guests.

Wang Jian looked at his watch and found that it was already 10:[-] in the morning, which meant that in [-] minutes, this luxurious party would officially start.

But at this time, the Lord has not come yet, but the guests outside can be faintly heard talking about the so-called natural way and the way of practice.

Wang Jian's feeling when he heard these things was very similar to that of a WCG champion when he heard a few elementary school students discussing the Super God in the middle lane, disdain, helplessness and deep sigh.

Most of these people are ordinary members, because they do not wear exclusive amethyst bracelets on their wrists that only senior and diamond members are eligible to wear, and there is no dedicated person behind them to serve them.But even so, Wang Jian always felt a little ironic when the so-called practice came out of the mouths of these filthy people.

If rape, self-mutilation, drugs, and torture are also a kind of practice, then Wang Jian would rather abandon his martial arts and go home to be with three acres of Susukida.

"I want curry beef." Wang Jian said to the waiter kneeling in front of him waiting for the order: "Don't put sugar."

The service commissioner was dressed in traditional Indian dress, and looked like an Indian girl. She had been kneeling on Wang Jian's left hand side since Wang Jian was welcomed into the compartment specially set up for the top members.And there is a sign hanging on her chest, which says "can meet any request" in the characters of many countries.Wang Jian had no doubt that the order to let her take off her clothes and spread her feet and put a wine glass in would not be carried out.Because from the look in her eyes, it can be seen that this person has given up the special features of being a human being, maybe she is just a two-legged animal just like the sign said.

Of course, Wang Jian didn't make things difficult for her, he just asked her to bring some food and a hundred stainless steel chopsticks, that's all.

When the slave girl went out to help Wang Jian order beef curry, Wang Jian came to the balcony that extended from the cubicle to the outside of the house.This terrace is also made of glass, so you can see everything around you intuitively on the seventeenth floor.And when he got to the top.He found that Wang Yanyan who was opposite was waving at him, and then made gestures that others could not understand.

Wang Jian nodded after reading it, looked around, and found that there were many places where there was no sense of existence, and there was a person sitting there, and judging from the points reported to her by Wang Yanyan.The entire shopping mall is surrounded with almost no dead ends, unless you jump off the building.Otherwise, I don't want anyone to go out.It is really impossible for anyone to get out.

Soon, not long after the curry beef that Wang Jian wanted came up, many senior members wearing amethyst slowly entered the arena. Some, like Wang Jian, got into the transparent glass compartment.Some stood in the hall in twos and threes, forming a small circle with idlers exempt from entering the force field.

Most of these people are well-dressed and well-groomed, and there are many celebrities and philanthropists who often appear on TV and movies. They stand there and talk loudly, or smile like a flower, or are full of compassion.But all this made Wang Jian feel extremely disgusted.

"Do you think they are particularly disgusting?" Wang Jian said softly to the girl: "If you look directly, you can't tell whether they are people or ghosts, right."

The girl who knelt on the ground and said nothing and refused to get up looked up at Wang Jian, then nodded obediently, her eyes remained as blank as ever.

"Why are you here? Can you talk?"

The girl's eyes moved slightly, then she gave a miserable wry smile, and then opened her mouth slightly.When Wang Jian saw it, his scalp went numb. The reason why this girl didn't speak was not because she didn't want to speak or because she wasn't allowed to speak, but because her tongue had been removed from the base of her tongue, and her mouth was empty. .

Wang Jian frowned slightly, put one hand on his forehead and gently rubbed it, and said in a rambling manner: "The cruelest thing about time is cannibalism. When the body and the soul, the person is no longer a human being, which is called a hungry ghost in the six realms of reincarnation, and is inferior to animals."

The girl raised her head slightly and looked at Wang Jian, without saying anything, but Wang Jian was taken aback: "What are you asking me?"

Wang Jian nodded his chin lightly, and said with a smile: "It's a Shura. Although it doesn't have to suffer, but it has a heart of hatred and obsession with fighting, so it's not really a good person. If reincarnation really exists, I think I will fall The chances of entering the evil realm are quite high. But it’s good, at least I can do whatever I want.”

The girl bowed to Wang Jian with clasped hands, and then stopped moving.But at this time, the music outside was playing, and the high-level VIPs and diamond-level VIPs in those compartments also came out one after another.Then a middle-aged Indian in very retro clothes slowly walked in through the door, exuding a strong sacred aura, all the celebrities present prostrated themselves and bowed down.

"Humans are not humans, and ghosts are not ghosts, but they can be respected by others. Such a person looks glamorous, but in fact, when the skin is pulled off, there is a heavy stench of dirty blood on his body." Wang Jian gently put down the chopsticks in his hand, stretched out his hands He touched the girl's chin, raised her face, then tore off a piece of cloth from the sofa behind him with a stab, gently blindfolded the girl, wrote a check and stuffed it into the girl's hand: "Remember, don't untie it until you are lifted up."

The girl nodded like a bunny, and then let Wang Jian drag her to the sofa, where she sat upright.But after Wang Jian went out, he said to her: "A person cannot kneel down to a beast. You must know that you are a human being."

After speaking, he opened the door.Then walked out.And when he walked out, the master Jupiter had already started preaching.As soon as Wang Jian heard it, he understood that this guy...was the leader of a cult. In his teachings, he used flesh and blood as the source of his own practice, and deprived others of his life as his own vitality. Isn't this a cult? It’s no different from that wheel, in the final analysis it’s a kind of spiritual placebo to deceive the second disease and brainless petty bourgeoisie.

But it's no wonder that all the people present are petty bourgeoisie or oligarchs.People, after the basic pursuit can be satisfied.Naturally, you will start to pursue higher-level pursuits, but it is too difficult to be a saint like Laozi, Jesus, and Confucius, but it is not difficult to satisfy your inner desire for bloodthirsty, sex, and corpses After all, it doesn't matter whether it's killing people or hearing other people's howls of pain.Whether it is the pain felt during self-harm, it will give people an extreme pleasure from the senses.This pleasure from the dark side once satisfied.That is addictive, and once addicted...you will naturally become a believer in this ****, and you can't break free.

And when Master Jupiter started a new round of speeches, Wang Jian suddenly walked from the back to the front, leaned against a pillar and said loudly: "It seems that you are doing well, Amitabha."

The moment I heard the name.This "Jupiter" master immediately opened his eyes, looking in surprise at the young man who called out his long-abandoned name.

He stopped the handout, stared at Wang Jian for a while, and then his expression gradually changed.From the beginning with a pious flush, it slowly turned white, and slowly turned blue.His eyes also began to fill with anxiety and fear, and his hands and feet began to tremble slightly.

"It seems that you recognize me." Wang Jian was playing with a chopstick in his hand, and slowly approached the Indian, while the Master Jupiter stepped back slightly.

"Block him! Stop him for me! He is a villain who hinders your cultivation!"

Following the master's call, his disciples rushed towards Wang Jian as if possessed by a demon, but Wang Jian did not panic at all, as long as anyone who rushed forward, a stainless steel chopstick poked from one side of the temple to the other side The temples, the technique is professional, the movements are neat, without the slightest sloppy, and without the slightest pity or hesitation.

Those zombie-like people gradually felt something was wrong after more than [-] people were stabbed to death by Wang Jian. Some low-level members who had not yet been brainwashed began to want to run, but when they ran to the door, they found that the only exit had already been blocked. It's locked up, and no matter how hard you try, you can't pull it off.

And the place itself is decorated with isolation materials. Once you enter, there will be no signal from any communication facilities, so those people who were awakened by this bloody scene can only huddle in the corner in despair and watch Wang Jian turn this clubhouse into a human world. There is no way out of hell.

Soon, the smell of blood, brains, and feces formed a maddening smell that would secrete adrenaline in this relatively closed space.And Wang Jian smiled and poked down the last believer who was madly attacking him with his poke, then wiped the clothes of a dead body on the ground with his bloody hands, and then looked back slightly at the group of people crowded behind him. A group of junior believers who are not yet completely insane gave a glance, but this one glance... made the people inside faint, not only women, but even the stars of the so-called heavy metal bands who worshiped flesh and blood and worshiped death all the year round.

But Wang Jian was not interested in these rubbish, he just gently threw away the remaining chopsticks in his hand, walked to a door and said, "Come out."

But when he opened the door, there was no one inside.And although there was no one here, he was still talking, not only talking, but also slowly searching while talking, the sound of leather shoes stepping on the ground in a pool of blood was particularly ear-piercing in the empty hall.

"Everyone has to pay for what he did." Wang Jian opened the door of another room and found that there was still no one inside.He smiled slightly: "There is no point in avoiding. There is no superpower in this world. When you brainwashed them, didn't you think that you would have such a day? Is this a kind of sadness?"

Wang Jian turned around and walked towards another door. Although the chaos created by the Indian just now managed to keep him out of Wang Jian's sight, Wang Jian can be sure that he is still staying here, this bloody hell inside.

Every time he took a step forward, the sound of his heels colliding with the floor made everyone present shake their hearts, and the smell of blood on his body made people dare not even take a look.The slow movement is like those omnipotent ghosts in horror movies, and the locked people even lose the courage to escape.

"Buddhism divides the world into six parts. Which part do you think you belong to?" Wang Jian pushed open one door after another.His urging voice is like the death knell of hell in this clubhouse for a long time: "Maybe you regard yourself as the savior in front of them, as the supreme heaven. But in fact, you are not. In this regard, you may be better than me Just be clear, right?"

After opening all the rooms, but still did not find that guy, Wang Jian came to the high platform that belonged to that guy with his hands behind his back, facing the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, and lit a stick with blood-stained hands. Yan: "Man is really a pitiful and pathetic creature, fragile, numb, incompetent, no matter whether it is a nobody or a king or a general, in the end they cannot escape the urging of time, what should come will always come, it is just Sooner or later."

Wang Jian flicked the ash, and exhaled blue smoke: "I am full of pity for this world. And because of this pity, I am also full of anger. So I am destined not to be a saint, or even a good person. What a contradiction It's ironic, too. Or I'd be damned. But I guess. Not right now, I don't intend to look noble, but I feel like what I'm doing right now, at least a little bit, balances out the world. "

"Come out, you can't escape." Wang Jian slowly turned his head, aiming at a huge two-meter-high vase shipped from China.Then he walked over, stood by the side, and gently tapped the outer wall of the vase with his fingers, making a series of crisp and pleasant sounds.It's like music.However, if the scene of the mountain of corpses here is taken as the background, the sound is very sad.

"Come out." Wang Jian's tone slowed down: "You can't escape."

After saying this sentence, Wang Jian narrowed his eyes, clenched his fist with one hand, and hit the vase heavily, but the vase didn't seem to move at all.

But then, Wang Jian took two steps back, took a last puff of cigarette, and flicked the cigarette butt towards the vase with his fingers.When this seemingly limp and powerless cigarette butt hit the vase, the vase actually started to shatter, and then burst into pieces as if hit by a shell. Spread all over the floor.

And in the base of this vase, a person is bending there in a strange posture, the whole body is like a piece of rubber, and the shape can be changed at will.

"Look, you can't escape." Wang Jian folded his arms and said, "Any escape is unnecessary."

The Indian guy slowly stretched his body, stood up from the ground, and faced Wang Jian directly, his eyes were like eagles, and his face was expressionless.

"Is there anything else you want to say?" Wang Jian leaned against the wall: "Let's listen to it, I'm afraid there will be no chance in the future."

"You killed so many people, do you think you can escape?"

Wang Jian shrugged: "Whether you run or not, what does it matter to you? Right? I wanted to find you, but I just wanted to ask you something, but I have no choice but to die."

"We make a deal, you can inquire about anything you want to know, but don't kill me. I know who you are, but I don't have any grievances with you."

Wang Jian curled his lips: "Okay."

After finishing speaking, the Indian looked happy, and Wang Jian coughed and said, "I will ask you to answer, keep your eyes open. You know, I have a hundred ways to tell whether you are lying or not."

"can."

After about half an hour, Wang Jian's face was extremely ugly, and his expression became very strange, and the Indian naturally told all the things he knew, and did not hide anything in order to survive.

After getting the information, Wang Jian turned around to leave, and the Indian heaved a long sigh of relief seeing that Wang Jian didn't seem to be lying to him.But at this moment, Wang Jian suddenly turned around, inserted the remaining forty or so chopsticks from his mouth at an unbelievable speed, and came out directly from the back of his neck.

Seeing his unbelievable eyes when he fell down, Wang Jian smiled slightly: "I'm sorry, I lied."

After doing all this, Wang Jian looked at the corpses on the ground, sighed softly, went to the door and pushed it lightly, the door opened in response, and Wang Yanyan immediately put a box on the door. At Wang Jian's feet: "Master, change clothes! The police will be here soon."

Wang Jian nodded, looked back at the survivors inside the door, smiled at them, and waved goodbye: "Tell Marceline, I like listening to her songs."

And half an hour after Wang Jian left, a wave of police rushed in here, and then some of them came and vomited... The scene in this room is simply a massacre, and it is absolutely horrible to describe it. However, there is also a piece of information scattered on each corpse, some thick and some thin.

The only person present who was not mentally stimulated was the dumb girl who was blindfolded. She was still blindfolded when she was rescued by the police. When she took off her blindfold and looked at the corpses on the ground, she felt But I laughed... with tears in my eyes. (To be continued..)